And if I’m feeling good to you and you’re feeling good to me, there ain’t nothing we can’t do or say.
Everyone else knows only SHEILA THE GREAT—knowledgeable, witty, afraid of nothing.
She’s been sleeping in the devil’s bed.
You pull into a drive-in and find a place to park. You hop into the backseat where you know it’s nice and dark…come on, sing along!
It’s Music Monday, and I can’t stop, and I can’t stop, got to keep on movin’ or I’ll lose my mind…
You don’t care, I know.